I found this at Savers. I'm tempted to say that it "literally" spoke to me, pun intended, because of its mouth, however, I know my brother would roll his eyes and lecture me about the literal meaning of the word "literal." If it "literally" spoke to me, it would have spoken real words and addressed me, by name. So, no it did not "literally" speak to me, however, it did whistle to me...just joking. I couldn't leave Savers without it, even though I wasn't exactly sure what it was. I thought it might be a letter holder. I'm such a sucker for functional art. My friend said her husband told her it was a "dictation holder". My research did not turn up anything, so as far as I know, this is a one-of-a-kind sculpture. I thought it might be sculpted from rock, but my husband said it was just clay. I'm not a geologist, but I thought clay is what God uses to create rocks, but I think I got a B in Geology 103, so I'm not sure...which reminds me that I need to share with you my poem entitled: "Poem written after getting a B in Geology 103".
The scale of this sculpture called to me as well (metaphorically, sheesh). It's only about 1.5 Burt's Bees Chap-stick's high (Someone stole my tape measure). It's all good though because I've learned from watching "Curious George" that one can use licorice sticks to measure height, when deciding if a monkey is tall enough to ride a roller coaster, so using, this logic, one can use chap-stick's to measure the height of a partial-face-letter-holder-sculpture...thing.
To put it another way, it's miniature and miniature things are always so cute. They don't take up much room and when they also serve a function, who can deny that? Not me.
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